jack: doing this many s-shots was a *hic* bad idea
anti: agh can you stop shouting
jack: *shouting* NO
anti: *groans and puts hands over ears*
chase: *in the corner sobbing* STACY WHY DID YOU LEAVE ME
dr schneep: *also sobbing and leaning on chase’s shoulder* DAMN U RICK YOU COST ME MY FAMILY AND MY JOB
jackie boy man: i can s-see sounds hehehehe
marvin: *repeatedly smacking anti with his wand* disappear! goaway! abracapocus! fuckin–alakazam,,
anti: *grabs wand and snaps it in two*
meanwhile jameson just stares into space with a glazed over expression, a mix of wonderment and horror on his face
egos: drunk edition
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